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Gli

Where it is a duty to worship the sun, it is sure to be a crime to examine the laws of heat.

About Me

The following is an overview from the recently released "Dissertation on the Upbringing of Eli Kooris" by Eric Von Strassbergen of the Eric Von Strassbergen Institute for the Research and Advancement of Eli Kooris:"On a balmy, late Summer afternoon in a remote part of Southern Uzbekistan--a land known for goats, respect for the simple life and names with oddly placed vowels--Eli Kooris was born. Looking absolutely nothing like his parents, they named him Eli Kooris which, in that remote Southern Uzbekistani dialect, means "worth his weight in rice." Sold for 9 pounds, 13 ounces of rice, the newborn Eli Kooris spent the majority of his childhood living amongst the workers of a rice/tennis shoe factory in Eastern Malaysia.Ironically, this would become Kooris's salvation. While a childhood in a sweatshop had its obvious downsides, the young Kooris spent his free hour per day fine-tuning his rice cooking skills: pilaf, fried and wild, his most notable flavors. When an American diplomat on his honeymoon stopped into the factory for a visit, he tried some of the young Kooris's succulent rice and decided, along with a pair of new Jordans, he would take the young lad with him back to America.Sadly, the diplomat's new wife was severely allergic to Kooris's rice dishes and she died quite painfully, shortly after they returned to the States. Accused of being a terrorist after that "disturbing dining room incident"--as we have come to call it--Kooris fled to California, where strange names were common-place and the demand for obscure rice dishes made by obscure people was actually quite high.For now, Kooris calls California home, having survived the recent low-carb rice recession. He operates as a freelance cobbler in West LA and is known in certain 'notable celebrity circles' to frequent their homes and whip up marvelous rice dishes right before their eyes."To donate to the Eric Von Strassbergen Institute for the Research and Advancement of Eli Kooris please write to this site's mailbox with how much you would like to donate and your favorite kind of rice, which the institute will send you via regular mail at no extra charge. All donations are tax deductible.

My Interests

Pretty much any kind of art, in general; Traveling to far-off, exotic places and experiencing them to the fullest; Observing society--more specifically: People and how they react and deal with the world in their own ways; Writing really cheesy profiles on internet groups and then subsequently mocking myself for it; Basketball; Music that makes you forget the world around you; Long road trips.

I'd like to meet:

Beautiful, intelligent women; someone really in the mafia; the smartest person in the world (officially); Hunter S. Thompson (though I don't know how much he'd be able to give back these days); a professional harmonica player; the REAL Lisa Hennessey (if that is your real name); a fat kid named Gustav; a drunk prophet; myself 5 years ago and 5 years from now.

Music:

Let's do music I DON'T like: Hip-hop that fixates on what the artist wants, has and is rather then the world around them; Any group cut and pasted together that doesn't create their own music, namely boy bands, self-named teenage girls and god-awful cover bands; Any band that has to wear make-up or intricate costumes to make you remember them; Music by actors; New Country; Music by athletes; Elevator music or music you hear when on hold with Verizon Wireless; Nickelback.

Movies:

Like music, this one is impossible to really answer. I could ramble off a list of the 50+ DVDs I have sitting on my shelf but I'm sure I'd forget a few that I haven't bought or seen in ages that are absolute brilliant pieces of filmmaking and all my snooty filmmaker friends (you know who you are) would give me a lot of shit between glasses of wine and cigarettes during our weekly Godard retrospective.But off the top of my head I'd have to say anything with Mark Ruffalo when he plays that, you know, average guy who's going to get the girl in the end. Oh, that Ruffalo.

Television:

I do not write, produce, create or watch television. I have nothing to do with it.

Books:

On The Road; Anything and everything in between by Bradbury, Hemingway, Krakauer, Johnson (Dennis); Lolita.

Heroes:

Well for one, who ever created Myspace.com.

My Blog

Global Warming vs. Feeding Starving Children in Sudan. Please Check One. (Rambler .1)

(NOTE: first entry on this blog-thingy since I swore a week ago I was going to try and do this every other day or so. I'm obviously introducing this into my writing repetoire rather slowly and have b...
Posted by Gli on Mon, 03 Jul 2006 02:22:00 PST

The Rambler (Preface & Introduction)

I decided I was going to start this up earlier today when I was driving home from playing soccer while sitting in LA traffic and letting my mind wander, as minds tend to do in LA traffic. Some acclai...
Posted by Gli on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 12:02:00 PST